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SYNOPSIS
R 13 T 1-1 WOODSON, prettx.,,.
high-spirited girl of 19 in stage%
of work, seeks refuge •hoin
storm in an old stone house with
a blue door in the little town of
Worthville. The queer old care-
taker, BERTHA GIBBS, also
known as "PENNY," mistakes
Ruth for ELAINE CHALMERS,
whose grandfather built the house.
Ruth, needing shelter and fall-
ing in love .with the young an
next door, JOHN. McNEILL, de-
cides ter:eetay on a widle, pretend
ing tot:'llia'yElaine. Elaine, mean-
time, ni GVaycastle College, vows
in a sorority meeting to win the
love of John McNeil, her child-
hood hero, and plans to go to
Worthville.
A roan known as JOHN SMITH
escapes from an asylum, buys a
used -car and starts for Worth-
ville.
Penny seen.,s happy to have
Ruth in the house until one night
when she is summoned to the
front door by a knock .After a
half hour's absence she returns ta
the room a changed person, fur-
tive in her actions and conceal-
ing some mysterious news. Ruth
goes to bed, frightened.
Next day things seem normal
and John McNeill, who has fallen
in love with Ruth, takes her to
Cleveland on a business trip. Ruth
spends her last dime buying a gift
for Penny:
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CHAPTER XVII
As she walked through the late
afternoon shopPing Crowds to
meet Johneeltuth was .struck with
an idea so arresting that it stag-
gered her. The idea was simply
his: that she shoUld. not meet him
at .all; that ,aha shovia lase hex,.
seIf in. Cleveland,the city. which
had been her objective, and thus
solve the Gordian knot of her en-
tanglements by cutting it with
one quick stroke.
For a .moment or two it seem-
ed the only thing to do. It was
a practical plan. Here she was in
a large, busy city where jobs
were probably available, and she
was spared that dreaded ordeal of
hitch -hiking. from Worthville. She
no longer considered the pain of
separation from John McNeill.
That lay ahead of her, anyway.
Perhaps the sooner over, the bet-
ter. Yes, better get it over with
quickly and save herself the mis-
ery of dreading it day by day,sas
she was already beginning to do.
Then, just as she had decided
on her course, there came the
realization that it would not work
at all! She wa•e Elaine Chalmers
to John McNeill and Bertha
Gibbs, and if she should stage a
disappearance this evening, the en-
tire detective force of Cleveland
would be working.on the case be-
fore midnight.
"And telegrams would be sent
to Elaine's mother," she thought
in consternation, "scaring her out
•of her wits!" There'd be scandal
and headlines, of course. First
they'd say "Heiress Disappears
While on Visit to Motha's Old
Home." Then, in a later edition,
"Heiress Found Safe at College,
Unknown Girl Impersonating Hee
Sought!"
Happy Again
"I must have been cgazyto
think of such a thing," Ruth mar-
veled aloud. Suddenly she was
happy again because her noble
conduct was out of the qtiestion,
and because she was going to
meet John presently and drive
back to Worthville with him. "I
must have been absolutely cuce
koo!"
She said. the words clearly and
blithely, and an impudent youth
with freckles and e, turn ed -up
nose, jostling beside her in the
crowd, said, "Talking to Yonrs-elf,
sister, or. me?"
• "To myself," Ruth replied, 'and
laughed. "To the world!". And
then she saw John at the hotel on-
irar waiting for. her, scanning
the cgowde anxiously. Noth-
big elve matteeed.
Ile eald, "We'll have dinner
here and drive home afterward.
There'e a good orchestra—"
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• "I'll Be Here"
The following day ;John McNeill
wont to Pittsburgh on busineee,
to be gone for an infinite two
days. "Yon'll he here when I. geg
back," he asked 'Ruth definitely,
sanding in the Hunter hallway
while his t'zir Alator ran puteide,
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"Pli be here," Reeh anevt-ered.
It was a pledge.
-g-e—diove away, but elle did not
feel unhaelpy.---eiTetiese because
of it. -He was coming back, and
she woulcl be there.
She said to Bertha Gibbs after
lunch, • "I'm going to clean the
library, Penny. I'm going to wipe
down the shelves and dust every
book."
"Leave the library be, Miss El-
aine," replied Penny. "Dust don't
Matter'. Dust' is good for books."
Ruth disagreed.."It's anything
but good for books. It ruins them.
There're some leather-bound vol -
'LIMPS in there that are simply go-
ing to 'pieces feOna neglect. Let
me have a bucket of . warm water
and some cloths and soap. I could
use a stepladder, too, if you bave
one."
Penny provided the equipment,
grumbling and muttering to her-
self. Ruth put on an apron, roll-
ed up her sleeves and started. She
worked all afternoon without los-
ing enthusiasm; she loved books
and had never had the privilege
of losing herielf in a private lib-
rary before. She dusted all the
:volumes and replaced them on the
clean walnut shelves. On the
whole, she did not alter the ar-
rangement of the books. They
seemed well placed. Heavy refer-
ence books occupied the lower
shelves; smaller volumes graduat-
ed toward the top.
Late in the afternoon, feeling
tired, she decided on a cup of tea -
and a rest. She went into 'the kit-
chen, where she found Bertha
peeling potatoes. "I'm going to
make myself a cup fo tea, Pen-
ny," she said. "Do you mind?"
Not Welcome
The, look that ,Pennersturnaassee.,
her was. eta- one of' evekome. She
laid down her paring knife and
covered the potatoes with her ap-
ron, as if they were something
very private and personal. "I'll
make the tea, Miss Elaine," she
said sharply. "You go in the li-
brary and wait. I'll bring it to you
there."
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man shook, her head inepatiently.
"just you leave me be Miss El-
aine," elm said, "Pm used to week -
in' my own
"Very well," Ruth replied. "I'll
not offer again, But just reitem-
leer I'm willing." She felt lonely
for the wistful old women who
had first made her welcome here,
who had seemed to need Compan-
ionship, It :was a lose, not to be
needed any more.
The Missing Book
Ruth had thought that when
ehe tumbled into bed that night
she Would sleep the sound, deep
sleep of physical exhaustion, but
for some unknown reason, Sh4,1
boon did not come to he es 1 jay.
tossing for an hour, ttnmi
before she decided to 00 , lib-
rary and get "Travels
key." She got up quietlySilight.
ea her candle, put on bathrobe
and slippers and went downstairs.
In the library she set the candle
on the table and went to the shelf
where she had placed the' voldam.
It was not there. The eT411,7p:d:Ot
of Stevenson was missingsTheVap
had been filled by some 41;c10.kricl
ends of books which she.had.49T-
ed behind the reference books
"Of all things!" she said. Her
mind yielded to the blankness of
utter surprise. ,She knew that,she
had left the books there. se •
"Or dision. "Maybe I put theen, eau -
d I?" she asked .41ertle
other place, without r6itAttg."
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Ruth obediently went, feeling •
chilled. .Again she sensed the
change in the old woman, the
change that had cone with that •
summons to the door two nights
ago. Ruth was baffled by it. In
the library she- sank. into a com-
fortable leather chair and began
to read "Travels of a Donkey."
Under Stevenson's spell she for-
got to wonder about Penny's
moods.
Presently Penny appeared with
a neat tray, bearing not only tea,'
but bread and butter .sandwiches
and a large golden peas. It was
a temporary peace offering, but
it did not greatly reassure Ruth.
At supper Penny served her ef-
ficiently and quietly. Ruth sans -
ed that she did not want to talk,
so she sat formally at the big
table, as aloof and haughty as El-
aine hereelf would have been.
Afterward, when she offered to
help with the dishes, the old wo-
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She began to look throu
shelves. After almost an
been ticked away by the'
father's clock in the hall S
forced to admit that thee . es
v,exe not in the room at all.' -"And
ethat's that," she said grimly, going
out and closing the door.
It was past midnight as she
passed the clock in the hall. It had
long ago ceased to strike; but it
kept perfect time. At least Ber-
tha had several times assured her
that it did, as she wound it before
retiring. Tonight, with its noisy
ticking resounding through the
quiet hall and with its yellowed
face shining in the candle light,
the clock seemed to Ruth to be a
living creature. She wondered
what stories it would tell if, its
clicking old tongue could speakS,It
had been witness to all the ojd
house had experienced—the hap-
piness and sorrow, the births and
deaths, the joys and honors, the
disagreements and partings: Was
it all over now for the old. house,
or was there something more to.
come? Ruth had the feeling; that
the- blue door was waiting' for
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self who waited?
In her room once more she blew
out her candle and tried with
firmness and determination to
sleep. It was them that she heard
the footsteps. They went back and
forth with ceaseless regularity,
like someone pacing.
"Penny must be sick!" she
thought. She remembered how
Great -Aunt Matilda had Paced
the floor with neuralgia many a
night when Ruth was achild.
Floor walking always suggested
pain to her.
She got out of bed again and.
opened the door. "Penny!" she
called, still hearing the steps,
"Penny Are you sick?"
Pacing The Floor
Immediately the walking ems-
efi, but there was no answer. Ruth
went back into her room, locked
the door and got into bed. Lying -
there, she realized that the sounds
had not come from the second
floor at all, but from somewhere
overhead. Penny's room was et
the rear of the second floor, down:
the hall from Ruth's own.
She thought irritably, "If Pen-
ny's pacing the floor, why
doesn't she do it in her own ter-
ritory? • . . Or can she be sleep'
walking?" •
The latter seemed poseible.
Either that, or' Penny was suffer.
ing from insomnia -like herself
(had the eoffee ben too strong •
at Supper?) and was working off
her energy by cleaning the third
floor.
"That's no more sone -ekes,"
Bath told herself, "than elealing
half her Own cake and carrying
off a set of books when she can't
see to read them, There's just no
use expecting Penny to act like
other people."
•Having arrived at this concli-
elon; Ruth pulled a blanket snug-
ly around her healthy young body
and fell asleep.
When :the pacing started again,
toward dawn, she did not hear it.
She was dreaming that she was
walking down tho highway, very
tired and confeeed, and John Mc-
Neill overtook her in his car and
said, "Get in and ride, Darling."
And she got in and they drove till
they came to a green and white
kitchen where a piano and two
• violins were playing Victor Herb-
ert music, expressly for them.
(To Be Continued)
The Thimble
.Like a little silver bee
- Or a shining moth -
My mother's thimble flits and
- flies • •
Above the rosy cloth; •
My mother is a gardener
Who doesn't mind the bee
Who wears the sunshine on her
hair
And makes a dress for me.
Miriam Clark Potter.
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TALENTED
TAILORING
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By SADIE B. CHAMBERS
A Spring Medley
So many different things come
to my mind, that I wish to write
about to you, but I would like also
to answer same spring requests.
There was a time, when it
would be much too early now to
ask for asparagus, rhubarb, and
many of the spring products for
which our mouths water. How-
ever, today it is much different,
with frozen fruits and vegetable
on the market, and other products
provided by modern hothouse fac-
ilities. Almost anything we desire,
we may have.
This week let us commence in
real Southern style by serving the
salad first, I wanted to give you
this salad- last week but lacked
ths space so here we are.
Asparagus Salad
20 stalks asparagus
Rings cut from green pepper
and pimento
1 tablespoon finely chopped
onion
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Lettuce
Plain boiled dressing
.Aereinge Lour stalks of aspar-
ague of either freshly -cooked as-
paragus, or canned, or shredded
lettuce. Slip over the stalks a ring
of green pepper. Serve with sal-
ad dressing into which has been
mixed the chopped onion and pi-
mento. See if the family or guests
do not say" it tastes like some
more."
Banana Jam
Have you still some empty jars
after making marmalade and con-
serves? Do you still want to ap-
pease an appetite longing for that
something different? Then. try
this:
1 dozen bananas
Equal quantitiy
sugar
2 tablespoons lereon juice
1 teaspoon grated nutmeg
The ripest bananas must be us-
ed; mash to pulp. Put the crush-
ed fruit into kettle; add the sug-
ar, butter and lemon juice. Mix
and bring to a boil, stirring con-
stantly. Add pectin,. keep stirring,
and bring to a rolling boil, Re-
move from fire, cool a few mo-
ments. Stir again and pour into
jelly glaeses. Cover with paraffin
in the usual way.
A perfect boon is that lovely
pink hot -house rhubarb, which is
on tne market, satisfying our pal-
ates now and giving promise el
more•to follow.
Rhubarb Shortcake
If you never tried a shortcake
of this delicious spring fruit, by
all means do so. Make a rich
shortcake dough (for those who
have filed these recipes you will
have just the one you wish).
Cook the rhubarb in the same pro-
portions as in the trifle. Cool the
rhubarb and place between lay -
ere of shortcake. Serve either with
whipped cream or custard as
above recipe.
Maple Syrup .Cream Pie
Everyone ie. watching now for
the announcement the sap is run.
nine, and the glad news that
"Maple Syrup is on tho market.
After you have relished that first
taste of syrup and. homemade
bread or roll', try this dessert and
am sure you will agree it is truly
Canadien:-
11S: tops rich milk
cup maple- syrup
21A tablespoons • Benson's
starch ( again wet eh
measuring)
a egg yolk::
tertepooe eelt
let cup veiled pecans
1 tablespoon butte':
Place milk, salt, maple syrup
and butter in double boiler. Add
' cornetarch mixed with two table-
; spooue cold milk (kept out of the
two cops). Stir into mixture in
double beileil stir very thorough-
ly and- give a few torus with egg
beatee. to he sure an even texture
ONE MEDALLION REPEATED FILLS
CROCHETED LUNCHEON SET
DESIGN NO. X 393
A bit of Swedmi traneplanted, title beautiful crocheted desien :for a
Innehem, set is created in the fine ege t. tese, :eo• X
198 coimr,jThs. n1 or mai.o...hos nooflod 10
To order -this pattern, send ewe ',1 o er el are. to t:nrol
lAimes, loom rtie' West,4de aide, Si,
Hedy Leman- wears a three piece
suit of wool. The skirt is slightly
flared and is topped by a jacket,
amusingly accented by three large
rings down the front. A metallic
scarf and full length cape complete
the ensemble.
Dizzy Hat May
Scare Film Off
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NeCv York Fashion Editor De-
clares "When Hats Are Ex-
treme, Few Men Propose"
Hats affect masculine hearts, pro-
posaland the marriuge., rate, says
one of America's leading bat de-
signers. So give special thought to
your Leap Year Faster bonnet, for
it may help you to get your man.
"A young man matrimonially in-
clined can be attracted by a pretty
bat," sus Howard Hodge, New
York millinery expert. "But ho can
be frightened away by a flighty,
crazy one that veers off at a dizzy
angle. Reason: He is apt to think
the girl is as dizzy as her hats and
not the one to found the best home
and happiness. Whin hats are ex-
treme and occeetric, fewer men pro-
pose."
MAME FACE BECOMINGLY
(For your luformatioe, mesde-
moisellee, statistics don'l quarrel
with hem. In New York, the year
after the crazy -bat epidemic, tho
marriage rate fell several per cent.
So (11(1 11 the year after the Empress
Eugenie episode though a few
ethce things, like the depression,
may have had something to do With
it, ton).
For your further informatiou
-these aro tile things NV e'Ve learned
inen like la hats: Brims (bath
large and small). chlor (not too
llowers, • simplicity stud de-
signs that make a becOming frame
for yone face.
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Ginger For War,
In the Middle Ago.• giee.
er was .favotee'ee Ce:itfal'Y Of
6inf2;7',. t11(11/4 11.10111 good
supplies when they went, to wet'.
of granulated
will ee the result. When thicken-
ing, add the egg yolks, and cook
for three minutes, stirring con-
stantly. Remove from heat. When
cool add the nuts. Pour into bak-
ed pie shell. Cover with meringue
made by heating the three egg
yolks, 4 tablespoons fruit sugar
and tablespoon of cornstarch
(mixed vety thoroughly a n
spread eviiely on pie.) Place in
a slow oven for 15 minutes until a
delicate brown.
Beet Salad
0 beets
Salad dressing
3/2 cup chopped celery,
2 teaspoons chopped onion
:eh cup lima beans
Cook and steam beets until ten-
der, scoop out the heart and mix
with celery, beane, onion and
french salad dreseing. Put the
mixture into the beet cups and
serve with boiled dressing.
READERS, WRITE IN!
Miss Chambers welcomes
personal letters from interest-
ed readers. She is pleased to
receive suggestions. on topics
for her column, and is eves
ready to listen to your "pet
peeves." Requests for recipes
or special menus are in order.
Address your letters to "Miss
Sadie B. Chambers, 73 West
Adelaide Street, Toronto."
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War Influences
London Styles
"Siren Suits" and "Battle
Dress" Styles Seen Likely to
Last
Wars change fashions in curious
ways and this one promises to
prove no exception,
So far in London, England, it has
popularized clothes that can be
quickly put on. ' Siren suits" —
loose trousers and matching blous-
es cut on the style of windbreakers
— are an example. The need tor
their use in air raids bee not arisen,
but women are finding them cora-
fortable and useful for house wear.
QUICK -CHANGE OUTFITS
It is quite possible the army's
simplified battle dress will outlive
the war to be taken rp by civilians.
It would be suitable for sports
wear. golf and. hiking, for instance,
if not for everyday business wear.
Air raids 111 tho last war were
not sufficiently. widespread to pro- "I
duce a fashion, but the need for as
quick change after a day's work
away from home lea women in the
Services to take up the slip-on
frock. The fa.ehion developed and
stayed. Hair bobbing was auotner
child of the last war.
Many other present day fasnions
had their origins in wars. Jack-
boots, for instance, were tirst de-
signed to guard cavalrymeu's feet
from sword .cuts. Napoleon's Egyp-
tian campaign brought the turban
and ()thee Oriental styles to Paris
and later to the rest of the civiliz-
ed world.
Eggs: Brain Food
---
th2r' eggs are braiu food. In
the yolk of the egg throe is a
like oubetance known as lecithin
whieh contains, in the most read-
ily assimilable form, phosphorus
which it is said is essential to
brain development mei attivity.
Food containing phosphorue, sueh
OS 10 au egg, isrequired to 50-
p1t' Wti5tC t 1Kitlef,i Alen 1' CA 15
needed fl'OM OVerWerk.
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